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so I promise promise promise promise this will be my last LJ account until at least next year. I just got tired of this one's name.

 

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so this is just me updating this lousy thing for the sake of just that, updating. because I'm getting bored of livejournal...again. and I'm just happy. just really fucking happy. and I just kdjakheuryhfndsmjaaghdfhdfhahahghhghgfahahhdjsahh i don't know, i just feel good.

and with that I say adieu.

just two words:

Cillian Murphy.

so la dee da, it's final's week. fun fun fun. I have my World History/World Literature finals tomorrow for two hours each but, thankfully, I get out at 12:30. although, I do have to stay after until 1:00 in order to practice for my dance final on Thursday. which I am completely unprepared for and that I randomly threw a grapevine into. god bless 6th grade for teaching me how to line dance.

Next semester, I have teachers with the whitest names ever. Salisbury, Branco, Dudley, and McMahon. well okay, the last two just sound dementedly Irish. but it still amused me. and I'm taking Chemistry Honors, Spanish 2, Geometry, and 11th grade American Literature all in one semester. I think I need to be institutionalized.

Bless the school system for random Martin Luther King Jr. Day induced four day weekends. and with that I say adieu.

for god's sake, why am I so happy? someone, explain it to me because I truly do not understand it at all.

last night my mom started having what sounded like an almost-asthma attack and we had to pack up and go to this hotel in downtown sunnyvale across from the Goodwill. apperantly, ripping out our carpet realeased asbestos into the air (look it up because I'm not explaining). and the whole "we're painting our ceilings!!! yay fumes!!!" thing didn't help much either.

so at first look, our hotel is a stoggy old place with heroine addicts and a creepy old lady named Mary behind the front desk. our room actually smells okay and the bathtub is gigantic. there's a king size bed so I have to share with my mom but it's actually okay. aside from the fact that she snores like a train and all that jazz. we get random free HBO and TBS and some more random TV channels, free breakfast that actually isn't half bad; although they have the worst coffee ever.

our first semester is shaping up nicely and I think I have pretty good grades in all of my classes. you know, as soon as I get my english grade out of the danger zone. in dance, we get to make up at least a minute of choreography to whatever song we choose. I love using my creative left braininess. and in world history, we're learning about different religions in the Middle East, which always facinates me. then we get to have this hugecrazy debate on friday which I am completely excited for. although...debates=everyone getting pissed at me for talking too much. oops.

next semester I have chem honors first block, spanish 2 second block, and geometry third block. I couldn't get Adv. Drama for second block because I couldn't switch my spanish class for anything. *tear* oh well I'll just take it next year. that's another thing. I don't think I want to transfer to Homestead next year. I mean, I really really really wanted to last year but that was because school and life in general was just going majorly terrible for me. I have, what, like three friends there? I have really fantastical relationships with all three of them too and I don't go to the same school as them now. Sure, it'd be great to go to the same school as them but it's just too much hassle to have to re-adjust...again.

that's another thing; friends. Things are going super well in that department. Julia and I are finally back on completely great terms and that always sticks me in my best-mood-boots. And, yeah, I've said it like 52984792134490564934856543560132425 times but I will say it again:

I FUCKING LOVE YOU ALL SO FUCKING MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

eep, yes. excuse the obscene length of this post. I don't do it often. and with that I say adieu.

In the year 2006 I resolve to: Eat at least 2 pigeons a week. Get your resolution here

and you know, other things. I resolve to:

+try to get along with my stepmom more no matter how much it kills me
+grow my hair out to at least my shoulders
+be a better friend in general to people
+not abuse my cellular phone-age
+give my opinion more and not just sit back and let other people decide for me
+stop eating gross processed fast food junk unless I'm really really forced to
+get a goddamn 4.0 for once
+start doing yoga again
+write lots more, hell, every day
+read more (every day)
+learn to play my keyboard better
+try to accept things as they come and that life won't always be perfect but you've just got to deal with it and there are some things you can't change
+just love my life

and with that I say adieu.

*giggle* ok just to clear some things up:

julia + claire = most awesome people in the entire world

we're back and I'm going to write a jazz song about it with canes and top hats. talking for 6 hours straight and then choreographing the ding dong song really does something. I missed Clulia and I'm glad we're back.

"confessions of a teenage drama queen" pictures are foxy. and I want onion rings *slams fist on table*!!!

I hope you are all having a happy New Year's Eve. eek, I have to come up with some resolutions...

and with that I say adieu.

merry christmas. <3

it's the eve of christmas eve. I'm still in awe over the fact that it's December. seems like yesterday it was summer vacation and a week ago I was seeing the All American Rejects with Julia at my school's random carnival. time's weird like that though I guess. I'll save the philosophical entry for New Year's Day but just be prepared for my deep crazy hippie side to emerge.

sitting at Starbucks while listening to Frank Sinatra as it rains = perfect.

and with that I say adieu.

so today I went over to Julia's house and basically, we're the coolest people in the history of ever. first we went to Micheal's and bought:

+ 2 spools of pink & purple polka dot ribbon

+ 2 paintbrushes

+ 2 mini foam tiaras (one pink one purple)

+ 2 Christmas ornament thingies with blue and pink jewels

Then we measured a strip of ribbon to our exact height and wrapped/hot glued it to the paintbrush handle for our Measure Of Courage. We cut off the bristles of the paintbrush and glued the foam tiaras to the tops to make our Ring Of Love. Then we took the jewels and put the on the very top of the paintbrush where the bristles used to be to make our Gem Of Ice Lit By Hope's Eternal Flame. Then volia! Wands of Light.

We played Musical Bop-It which is where we'd put Julia's Limewire on shuffle and do the passie thing with the Bop-It. Everytime we had to start over, we'd play a new song. Julia's basically got the best music taste ever. We're so hardXcore that we listen to Mary Kate & Ashley and The Click Five.

In short, you wish you were as cool as us. and with that I say adieu.

 

p.s. you won't get this if you haven't seen Barbie & The Magic Of Pegasus. or basically if you aren't us and crazy.

1) If you are not dressed like a proper scene girl (pearls, blonde/black hair, flashy earrings, eyeliner, supertightsize0jeans) , no one from the bands playing with acknowledge you.

2) If you actually have hair your normal color or not bleached, no one from the bands playing with acknowledge you.

3) If you are not anything but a size 2 or lower, no one from the bands playing with acknowledge you.

4) If a guy from one of the bands comes up to you and your friend and says he's 19 and he's hitting on your 14 year old friend, he will not talk to you because you call him a pedophile.

5) If your hair isn't straight and in a reverse mullet, people will look at you funny.

6) If you sit in a corner listening to Motion City Soundtrack on the floor laughing and singing along while everyone else is hardXcore dancing to A Life In Vain, the guy who gave you the wristband you're wearing will come hit on you repeatedly.

So basically I wasted $12 and am never doing that ever again. And as I walked past people smoking cigarettes, I would scream loudly "SMOKING KILLS!". I was given lovely gestures in return. This is what I have learned:

  +    +  =

SCENE!!!

and that robots are the new dinosaurs.

and with that I say adieu. <3

being out in the rain for 4 hours=really wet claire. eric and i went to macy's/target/library/serra park. and we walked everywhere except for taking the bus library to serra park. and yeah I'm really cold. really happy it rained like a bitch too. just happy all around. gots me a full week planned.

monday: see lauren. go crazy. go to local show with her friend ivana.

tuesday: see melissa/wednesday/august and watch pride and prejudice/dracula/miracle.

wednesday: see julia. make light stick. be barbie.

thursday: see ari/sam. go to safeway.

friday-sunday: be at my dad's house. christmas it up.

eep. :wwwwjjjjjjjjkkkkkkkkk <-----me being really happy <3

and with that I say adieu.

so wet hot american summer = the best movie ever only preceeded by sexmission and but im a cheerleader is pretty damn good too. it's winter break and it doesn't feel like it. but I'm really okay with life right now. I can't see anything wrong with it. my friends and I are just pretty goddamn fabulous and my mom and I are getting along really well. everything is just really good right now and I feel like grinning. and I'm listening to this mix CD that cristal made me and this song is really great. "you can't put two hotels on mayfair" by the maple state and I strongly suggest that you download it. it just makes me feel good and I have no idea why.

I just feel really great right now and there is hardly an explanation. I want everyone to be this happy. I could just burst open and shoot rainbows over everyone. and with that I say adieu. <333333333333333333333333333

p.s. ever notice how kill hannah always talks about "dying young"? silly mat devine *tackles and makes love*

so last night was my dance thing (thank you to who came because I needed moral support<333) and there was an accident in the street across from my school. passenger seat [or "t-bone"] collision killing one man and injuring one elderly woman. aka my friend amy's dad and grandmother. it was really sad when the principal told us today because you never think about that happening to anyone you know or even you. of course, there were mostly females in the room when our principal came and told us so a lot of them started to break down and cry. no scratch that. sob. and so I did too.

on a slightly happier note, tomorrow is the last day of school before winter break. two weeks of...well...nothing really. umm, not too much is happening with claire. so with that I say adieu.

 

 

 

so claire's pretty fucking happy. my room is carpetted for the first time since 7th grade. I just need my bed/bookshelf/desk and then I'll be all set. I'm just debating whether or not I actually have room for a desk, which I'm almost sure I don't. oh well, I can do my homework on the floor and all that good stuff. and I dunno, life makes me smile lately. and winter break makes me really happy because I need to see a lot of people and I will have the oppurtunity to very soon. but right now, I need pizza. and with that I say adieu. <3

weeee!!! yeah I don't know I'm just insane. excuse that. but anyway I have nothing to update about really. I have Christmas presents for most people except for a few. my dad is arguing about the woman who got charged for neglecting the kid who got killed by that train with my stepmom. it's strange to hear them argue. you never really think parents argue with their second wife/husband. you just think of them arguing with the first one or whichever one was your parent.

anyhow, christmas break is in a week and that relieves me. school has gotten repetative and a break will be nice. ummm, I saw harry potter again today. and that was about it. and "I Think We're Alone Now" by Tiffany is my new favorite song. 80'sXcore like mad. and with that I say adieu.

so this santa letter thing is far too amusing. and I did it two [2] times. and I'm still laughing.

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last Monday I bought porn for _mylagoldberg_ (-10 points). In June I put money in disko_sunshine's expired parking meter (14 points). Last Sunday I pulled notxscene's hair (-5 points). In November I ruled Duluth, Minnesota as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). In March I caught a purse-snatcher who stole prettyinpunk187's purse (30 points). Overall, I've been nice (729 points). For Christmas I deserve an Easy-Bake Oven! Sincerely, magentaspiders

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In August I helped _mylagoldberg_ across the street (6 points). Last Thursday I gave brunettie47 a kidney (1000 points). Last Friday I pushed prettyinpunk187 in the mud (-17 points). In May I bought porn for disko_sunshine (10 points). Last Tuesday I signed my organ donor card (28 points). Overall, I've been nice (1027 points). For Christmas I deserve a new dolly! Sincerely, magentaspiders

boy oh boy have I been insane. anyhow, today I'm off to see [the wizard] Lauren's choir dealy mcthing. I have to write stupid poems for Literature because, well frankly, they hate me. We're studying the Holocaust [again] in World History. It's a big whoopdee-doo and we're watching The Pianist tomorrow. Adrian Brody is a fox but it's really sad x4. Andddd, I'm going X-mas shopping on Saturday so tell me what you want you fiends!!!

so I haven't listened to Jason Mraz in forever. and I don't know why. "The Remedy" is possibly the happiest song I have, save a few Zolof ones. it just really makes me smile and feel a whole lot better. if I ever met this guy, I'd give him a hug. I just don't feel like being depressed and I won't be. I have nothing to be sad about. If you ever just want to be happy, just listen to it. I'm serious, either I'm insane or this song just makes people happy. prove me wrong, I dare you.

 

( The Remedy )

good lord that was terrible. I don't care what other people say, it has nothing on the novel or the mini series. colin firth is a far better mr. darcey and crispin bonham-carter is a far better mr. bingley. and people behind me were on crack because they laughed far too loud. I won't bother ranting about the discrepances because I don't think many of you would know what I was talking about. I saw the trailer for the Cillian Murphy transvestite movie and it randomly has Liam Nieson in it. and it's really really really cold x2. and with that I say adieu.

p.s.  (<---see he's better as Mr. Darcey)

yes, I'm well aware this is my second update today. but I had to. I'm so happy for pretty much no reason. Julia is in a good mood. that makes me so happy. I love it when my friends feel good. I'm just sitting here with my hair up in a ponytail for the first time in literally years and listening to the faint and smiling my ass off. annette will be here soon and I just love you all more than you can ever imagine. so *hugs and kisses everyone* because I'm feeling rather chipper. <333333333333333333

 

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